What are you Afraid of?

Do you know what I’m really scared of?

I’m scared of the dark. I am terrified of the sharp shadows when I lie alone in bed. That is why I don’t like to sleep alone. I have never slept alone except that time when my family were all away for four months and I slept in my mother’s room in an empty house.

It took me hours to fall asleep every night because every creak of the house would jolt me awake, and every shadow frightened me. I have always shared a room with my sister, and when I moved out of home I shared with my husband, obviously.

I am scared of being alone. I don’t like loneliness, even though I relish solitude. I am scared my husband will see right through me and then just leave. I don’t tell him this, of course. He will see that I am a flaky fake and he won’t love me anymore.


I’m not a flaky fake. I am very real and solid and very much all here. But he might wake up one day and say,

That’s it, I would like to find a new human to live with thank you very much.’

I wouldn’t be the first person this has ever happened to, certainly. I am scared of that because I love him greatly and he is good for my soul and my heart and my brain.

I’m scared of failure. I am scared I will work my butt off and not get the results I need. Or not work my butt off and not get the results I need.

I am terrified of losing my parents/family. I would be devastated and heartbroken and so guilty because I am a moody git to them and it has something to do with my siblings not pulling their weight and it annoys me so much that I can’t be nice. When I moved out I realised that they are really lazy and don’t clean up and leave it all to my mother who is already doing so much and is half blind.

And that is why our house is messy.


I said it aloud. And I hate that. I don’t want to go home to visit and always clean up. I am sick of them and their selfish ways. If you live there, you need to take care of your home. So I am a moody git. And I really don’t want to be.

Why, I think, can’t they be like normal people.

I am also afraid of fear. Living in fear is gut wrenching and tummy twisting. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.

The last thing I am scared of, and it certainly isn’t my least biggest fear, is the loss of my soul.

Soul is very important. It is what makes you moral and kind and real and genuine and unpolluted. People who have rotten souls are generally horrible and don’t have any kind of filter and are cruel to other people and not compassionate. They are desensitised to horror and filth and unacceptable behaviour. People who are exposed too much to that sort of thing will never regain their innocence, unless they work really hard.

Like, for example, I used to swear a great deal. It was always eff this and eff that. It is just harsh and vulgar, and a sign that my soul wasn’t that great. I mean, people can swear all they like and still be kind etc but when I did it, I was really horrible and misguided. That’s just me personally. Now, when somebody swears, I flinch a little. Which might be wimpy and cheesy but it’s true. I don’t like it. It depresses me, all that swearing. It’s petty and childish and really unoriginal. I think originality is warmth.

I think that language is so diverse and there are millions of words out there and swearing might cut it if something terrible happens or whatever but there are so many more creative words to use than theΒ ‘f’ word. So, so many more, to be said by creative minds and to be received by minds hungry for creativity.

For example the other day when my sister was cross with me she called me a ‘bulging toad’. Which was funny and made us laugh and also wasn’t a horrible swearword insulting my mother’s birthing abilities.


What are you afraid of?


15 thoughts on “What are you Afraid of?

  1. Made a good read, delving into the insecurities of the human mind…. When I think of what I’m scared of, I feel pleased to reflect that I have overcome various trials and crossed my timid stage… And I am of the opinion that fear of any sort weakens the mind and overrides the intellect… According to me, the only legitimate fear one should have is fear of visiting the Hell Fire, which is possible only on succumbing to the vices of human character….Apart from that, we don’t need to worry about anything, and simply have faith in our Saviour.

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    • I am so glad you’ve overcome various trials, that’s some great achievement to have under your belt πŸ™‚ I would agree, to be honest. It’s faith what gets you through life, I am seeing that more and more nowadays. But sometimes, in achieving that faith, one has to experience fear firsthand. To make you stronger. πŸ™‚ Thank you for sharing your thoughts!

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      • Totally agree with you. There was a time when fear dominated my state of mind to a great extent. And to say I’m absolutely fearless is overconfidence and I don’t pretend to be that. Point is I don’t intend to lose my sleep over something that scares me. Maybe I have achieved faith to a considerable extent. Ultimately, it’s our perspective that counts which can either make or break us. Thanks for your kind words!


  2. Well on a superficial level I am definitely frightened of heights, spiders, and very tight spaces. On a more existential level, hmmm … I am scared of death, and losing my family, and of dying in a freak accident. I guess I’m more terrified than I thought! It was really nice reading what you feel – it’s refreshing to see such honesty. Will definitely follow to see what else you write.

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    • Ooooh, heights! My father is afraid of heights. I get that fear, but I also love the risk hahaha. Heights make my fingers itch uncomfortably. Thank you so much for reading, and commenting, I hope you manage to conquer the fears you set out to! πŸ™‚

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